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“Is something wrong, Deku?”
From the smokey filter of his dark sunglasses, Izuku saw Ochako tilting her head to the side.
Iida started moving his arms rigidly.
“Midoriya, such an attire is not fitted for school ! It would be very disrespectful to our teachers to keep sunglasses inside.”
“Y-Yeah, I know Iida, but…” Deku tried to hide his embarrassment behind a chuckle “I really can’t take it off.”
Todoroki came nearer, his mismatched eyebrow slightly furrowed “Midoriya, did you hurt your eyes? Do you need to go to the infirmary?”
“No, I’m fine ! Nevermind, it’s, er, it’s nothing.”
Izuku could feel awkwardness growing stronger and stronger inside him. He had hopped no one would notice the sunglasses, or at least not pry too much, but that had just been wishful thinking.
“Really guys, we should all go back to our seats before Aizawa Sensei arrives…”
Unfortunately, more and more of his classmates started huddling around him.
“If you have conjunctivitis, I must have some medicine left in my dorm, kero.” Tsuyu offered kindly, her finger going to her mouth in thought.
“I bet it’s so he can ogle the girls without them noticing !” Mineta shouted, before Mina whacked him in annoyance.
“You wanted to try a new style?” Kaminari asked
“Looking super manly, Deku !” Kirishima grinned, giving him a thumb up.
Izuku started to mumble, shaking his hands uncontrollably. He was overwhelmed by uneasiness, sweat starting to bead at his forehead and on his palms.
He was so taken in his tentative of handling the situation that he didn’t notice Katsuki gritting his teeth in annoyance from his desk, nor that the blond got up sharply and made a beeline to Izuku’s own seat. No : Izuku didn’t saw Kacchan until the later swivelled Deku’s chair, tore the glasses from his face –
“Kacchan no !”
– And promptly exploded it, just as he had done with Izuku’s notebook back in middle school.
“Stop trying to draw attention, shitty nerd !” The blond yelled at the anxious teen’s face.
All tension in Izuku’s body flew away. Kacchan was… acting normal? Then…
“Bakugo ! Stop being – ”
“Kacchan, you don’t feel anything weird?”
Katsuki cocked an eyebrow.
“What do you mean, damn Deku?”
Izuku made sure to look into his childhood friend’s eyes and repeated.
“You don’t feel anything different from usual?”
He saw a nerve pulsing on the blond’s temple
“If you’re asking if you pisses me off as much as usual, the response is yes !”
Ignoring Katsuki’s lowkey insult, Izuku threw his hands up in relief.
“Yes ! I’m back to normal !”
“What do you mean?” Kirishima asked, clearly confused.
Deku turned to him to explain.
That was a mistake.
“Well, yesterday I went to the mall to get the new All-Might special jacket and…”
“You’ll have to show it to me.” The redhead purred with a flirty smile. “I’m sure you look great in it ! Also, would you like training together after class? You always give it your all, I love to see you in action.”
Izuku instantly closed his eyes and banged his head on his desk.
Craaap…
“Why are you acting so strange, shitty hair? Oi, stupid nerd ! What fucking mess did you do again?!”
“Bakugo, stop insulting Izuku like that ! It’s not very cool and he didn’t do anything wrong. ”
“ Izuku ?!”
Deku heard the blond choking on the repeated name and winced. Oh crap crap crap crap crap…
“Since when do you call Midoriya so familiarly?” Todoroki inquired, cool as a cucumber.
Izuku felt someone poking him lightly on the shoulder, followed by Ochako’s voice “Deku? What’s going on?”
The door rattled and Izuku perceived sluggish, tired steps.
“Why aren’t you all at your seats? The course has begun !”
“Aizawa Sensei !” Izuku exclaimed in relief and raised his head without thinking.
His eyes locked with Yaoyorozu’s pretty black ones; Izuku closed them as soon as he realized what he was doing, but too late.
“Yaoyorozu, you’re all red !” Jiro chirped.
“Nooo !” Izuku whined. “I’m so sorry, Yaoyorozu !”
“I don’t know why you’re apologising, but if you feel bad, I just received some tea from my family and was wondering with who I could share it with.” The brunet’s cheeks flushed slightly as she offered a coy smile “Would you like to have it with me after class?”
“Hey, I already asked Izuku if we could train together this afternoon !”
“ Yes, but he never said he accepted, did he?”
“Shitty nerd ! What the Hell have you done?!”
“Enough !” Their teacher roared.
Everyone fell silent. Izuku was quivering, face planted on the hard wood of his desk once again, cold sweat dripping down his neck.
“ Someone care telling me what’s going on here?”
“A-Actually, it’s my fault, Aizawa Sensei…” Izuku admitted with a small voice. “Yesterday afternoon I went to the mall and it was very crowded and while I was rushing back to the bus I accidentally bumped into a girl and I was in a hurry because it was the last bus of the day since yesterday was Sunday so I didn’t stop even when she yelled at me to which was very rude I know but I was afraid I would miss the bus and the mall is rather far from my home – ”
“Midoriya…” Aizawa said, in a warning tone.
“Since then people fall in love with me when they look me in the eyes like with a love-inducing quirk !” Deku blurted.
The poor teen was absolutely mortified, and he was glad he had the excuse of keeping his gaze down to press his face further on his desk. He desperately hoped a hole would open up under him and swallow him all.
“So you think the girl you bumped into activated her quirk on you without thinking?” The professor said after a pause.
“Y-yes !”
“Then why did you come to school anyway?”
“I-I didn’t mean to bother anyone ! I didn’t want to miss the courses so I came with sunglasses, which had worked fine, but…”
“Then why is Yaoyorozu under the quirk’s effects ?” The teacher sounded more and more irritated, and panic grew hotter and hotter in Izuku’s veins.
“It’s not because of him, Aizawa Sensei !” Kirishima interfered immediately. “Bakugo destroyed his glasses, Izuku didn’t do anything wrong !”
“Yes, Midoriya is completely innocent.” Yaoyorozu added.
Deku couldn’t see but given the pause, he would have bet his professor was slowly looking from one of his classmates to the other.
“Kirishima, too?”
“I’m so sorry ! I didn’t mean to !”
The older man sighed.
“It’s not your fault, Midoriya. Yaoyorozu, could you make him another pair of sunglasses?”
“But Midoriya have such beautiful eyes ! I refuse to deprive myself of it.”
“For the love of… Alright, I’m going to signal it to Principal Nezu so we’ll try to found the girl you bumped into. Meanwhile Bakugo, you’re going to help Midoriya until we can find a way to remove the quirk.”
“Huh?!” Kacchan’s voice was irritated. “Why should I help the damn nerd ?! It’s not my fault he got himself in this shitty situation !”
“No, but you’re the one who destroyed his glasses, resulting in your classmates’ situation. That means you’ll take notes for Izuku, help him move in the school while he can’t look up and make sure he’s safe. Midoriya, try to keep your eyes lowered for the rest of the day.”
“I am not Deku’s goddamn babysitter !”
“You’re a hero in training which means you’re supposed to help those in need, and you’re partially responsible for this whole mess. Now everyone at their place, we’ve lost enough time with this !”
Izuku wanted to die.
Scratch that, Izuku would probably die. Kacchan was so going to blow his face off after this.
The green student wanted to apologize, but stopped himself. He knew the blond would be more irritated than anything if he manifested his presence again.
He couldn’t focus at all during Aizawa’s course. First because he could feel Kirishima's longing gaze locked on him and Yaoyorozu tried to pass him a note three times during the whole hour – she might have tried more, but Deku had a guess Ochako or Iida had stopped her at one point.
Second, he kept mentally blaming himself, because had he stopped and listened to that girl, he might have known how to avoid this whole mess.
And last but not least, Izuku was utterly distressed that Katsuki of all people had to keep an eye on him. Not because of how insufferable the other teen was – well yes, that too – but also because Kacchan was Izuku’s secret crush since childhood.
Having to be close to him while trying to hide his feelings and not enrage Kacchan would be anything but easy. Izuku wasn’t particularly subtle, and he didn’t know by what luck Katsuki hadn’t figured out his little secret yet.
As soon as the bell rang, announcing the end of the lesson, Izuku blindly reached to the chair in front of him.
Katsuki’s response was immediate.
“What do you want, damn Deku?!” His voice was accompanied by the characteristic fuzzing of the tiny explosions he sometimes crackled inside his palm.
“I know you don’t want to stay with me the whole day.” Izuku said slowly “So I thought maybe you could ask to switch with someone else?”
Iida must have gotten closer while Izuku was speaking, because the class president instantly disapproved.
“Midoriya ! You heard Aizawa Sensei, this is part of Bakugo’s punishment for his inappropriate destruction of your belonging.”
“D’you wanna die, Four Eyes?!”
“And besides that” the calming tone of Tsuyu chimed in “Bakugo didn’t seem affected by the quirk, kero.”
“Probably because he can’t love anything but his own explosions.”
“What did you say, Icy Hot?!”
“Guys, calm down. My point is, if it’s anyone other than Bakugo, there is always a risk of them accidently looking at your eyes and ending up affected, while he’s safe from it, kero.”
Izuku had to concede she was right.
The courses weren’t that bad actually. It didn’t change too much for Izuku, he just didn’t look at the board and would have to borrow Kacchan’s notes. As for the blond, well, Deku thought it couldn’t change a lot to how he usually worked – Kacchan had always been very studious.
Lunch-break came.